Her smile was broad and brightened her face. “I would love that.”
“Malta?”
“Everything. It’s a dream.”
“No. It’s a plan.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. Her muscles lacked strength, and once again, he suppressed a flare of anger against Murdock. But she was safe in his arms, and he didn’t want to think of anything else but her.
“I’m scared,” she whispered, pressing her face to his chest.
He had to disentangle himself from her embrace to sign. “So am I. Money can do a lot of things, but not protect you from the pain of losing someone you love. I’m glad the captain is here to help you.”
“I’m gladyou’rehere.”
He wanted to talk about a few things regarding their imminent wedding. Dire circumstances had brought them together, pushing them towards a hasty marriage, but that didn’t mean he didn’t care about her. She would have complete freedom as his wife, which included her choice about their being together.
Discussions for another time.
He kissed her forehead and gently disentangled himself from her. She fell asleep in a moment, breathing softly.
